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she muttered to herself, feeling the cold ground underneath her. “That fucking asshole, Edgar Darkmoon. What kind of sick, insensitive bastard is he that he left me alone in the middle of nowhere like this?! What in the world did I ever do wrong to anyone for God to punish me by making him related to me in any way?!” She stood up on trembling legs, “Maybe… Maybe I sh- should start walking? Ghosts won’t come after me, would they?” she folded her hands in a praying manner. Her breaths were now incredibly fast and short. The flashbacks had not started yet, but they were on the edge of her mind. On the brink of going crazy, she could barely look at anything else besides the dark.

And suddenly I don't see darkness anymore Don't draw meaningless anymore Don't hear whispers anymore So, I pick up my pen And write a novel, I pick up my brush And draw a portrait, I pick up my guitar And sing a song, Baby, trust me, they won't fade away Oh, they won't fade, Because, they're all about you" ▪︎ ▪︎ ▪︎ ▪︎ ▪︎ Mahone looks at the moonlight sky, coming back from his past. The girl was you, Sam. I know, it was you.

Red mutters, nodding toward the bar. Ghost is hunched over, surrounded by empty glasses and fresh ones the guys keep shoving in front of him like they’re fueling a machine. He just stares into the amber liquid as if it personally offended him, muttering under his breath. I catch fragments: “three… curse… demons… disaster… fucking end of the world…” “He’s struggling,” Red says. “He’ll be fine,” I whisper, though even to my own ears it sounds halfhearted.

Hard. I move closer before I even realize I’m doing it, steps slow, like she’s a wild creature that might bolt if I breathe too loud. She keeps singing. “…you don’t have to stand alone in the dark anymore, I know your ghosts, I know you’re more, I know the world never told you you could be loved…” I swallow. Once. Twice.

Song: “Unsteady (Erich Lee Gravity Remix)” – X Ambassadors Gianna I couldn’t comprehend what had just happened. Everything had moved too fast. One moment, I was running to save Nico, and the next, Maximus was wrapped around me, his blood soaking through my dress and my hands.

I want to apologize to her…" Leo felt as though there was an invisible weight crushing his heart. At that moment, one of his subordinates reported to him, saying that he had found some words being carved onto the stone wall at the bottom of the pit. A sparkle appeared in Leo's eyes. He urged the subordinate to make a rubbing of the writing as soon as possible. I couldn't stop myself from sobbing. After all, I had carved those words onto the wall during my most helpless and desperate moment prior to my death, thinking that I could somehow lessen my pain and suffering. With trembling hands, Leo accepted the cloth. The handwriting on the wall was very messy. "Please… save me… It hurts… I'm dyin

And now when tomorrow comes, The echo of your naked voice over the phone, Keeps her up all night as she weep, The ghosts of every remorse and regret, Come haunts her in her sleep. An Airhead, she was; Getting lost in the sky and the stars, But when tomorrow comes, She knew you were her Heaven Embracing all her flaws. So when tomorrow comes, Please don't let it all go. Though love her so much as you may, It is not all okay. ~ •••••••• ~ By VICTORIC VAL||18/12/2020

"Don't be afraid, Soren and Victor will help you on this path. The people around you will help you. Look at how much has happened 'just' because of you. Finding you was the start of the revolution that is taking place." I lower my head, looking at my hands. Ghost's words made sense, and I didn't think I'd feel so calm around him. The noise in my mind almost disappears. It's a strange feeling to know that I can be this powerful person... Not only that, but the fear of doing something and it being the wrong decision. "Everyone makes mistakes, Ayla." Ghost said, and once again I was surprised. "Are you reading my mind?" I asked, raising my face and meeting his gray eyes.

by Linkin Park and it seemed like the Moon Goddess, or rather the DJ was mocking at the two broken souls with the song’s lyrics which were too apt to the situation. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * I'm tired of being what you want me to be Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * At present, Joy and Zane were the only ones at the bar and the latter was close to his breaking point. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

But the words caught in her throat, tangled in the web of her own confusion. Ethan seemed to understand, his hand slipping into hers, giving it a reassuring squeeze. “We’ll get through this,” he said, his voice steady, confident. “Together.” Sophia nodded, her eyes stinging with unshed tears. “Together,” she echoed, the word a promise, a vow. They sat in silence, the weight of the night pressing down on them. The city outside was still, the world holding its breath, waiting for the dawn. But in that quiet moment, Sophia felt a spark of hope, a glimmer of light in the darkness.